I've been involved in a few outdoor-type encounters over the years, as well as some indoor events, where there has been some chance of discovery or some other point of note. However, a few stand-outs are:
The one with the greatest risk of discovery
With an old girlfriend at my university student house, on the table in the middle of the kitchen I shared with 9 other male students. It was all her idea (honest!) Until then, I hadn’t realised that she was an unashamed exhibitionist. And not content with the possibility of being discovered by one of my housemates (nearly all of whom were in at the time), the table was beside a floor-to-ceiling window that overlooked many of the other student houses on the site. It was winter, fully dark outside, and she insisted that we leave the lights on. I’ve often wondered how many spectators were out there.
(The same girlfriend later persuaded me to borrow a friend's new sports car, and fuck her spread across its bonnet parked in the lay-by of a main road. At least that time it was in the early hours of the morning, and she allowed me to switch the headlamps from main beam to sidelights!)
The one with the greatest risk of injury
In a car parked nose down on a 30-40 degree hill. Enjoying sex is
definitely more difficult when you’re praying that the handbrake will hold out under the stress.
The one with the most water
Bobbing around with my wife in the Mediterranean Sea. She couldn't quite reach the bottom, so put her arms around my neck, her thighs around my waist, and just hung on to me. It was the middle of the afternoon, the surf and the beach were both crowded, but no one seemed to have the slightest idea what was going on beneath the surface.
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